My anime-style card deck is fine!

The Jaw Giant granted Amon the ability to fly.

The Warhammer Titan granted Amon the ability to manipulate hardened materials and remotely control the Titan's body!

It was this ability that allowed Amon to leave a clone standing there after switching forms from the Female Titan, while his main body would hide elsewhere.

Yes, what Amun meant by insisting on upholding royal authority was this.

The idea was to leave the king alone to take the beating and draw attention away from the situation, while he himself would hide aside and wait for the Titan transformation time to end, and then slowly gather the necessary conditions to transform into the Founding Titan.

In fact, when Amon said that, he didn't expect the royal power to be so persistent!

Despite being surrounded, he was still able to protect his clone from harm. Apart from the unexpected corn, Wang Quan truly kept his promise to 'hold on' for a while!

Wu Shanyu's earlier assumptions were actually correct; Amon was indeed brewing something big.

However, the person wasn't there.

As a result, misled by the king's desperate efforts to protect the corn, the bacteria launched a wave of corn-related activities.

He successfully betrayed everyone.

Because he had kept his distance long ago, Amon was completely unaffected. Moreover, after climbing to the ground and deactivating his Warhammer Titan transformation, he switched back to his Jaw Titan form as soon as he did so because of the time reversal.

Fortunately, the Jaw Titan did make an appearance.

Thus, all the conditions for Amon to activate the Rumbling were met!

Chapter 77: The First Round of Exams Ends!

Ultimately, the royal power failed to break through the Gargantuars' blockade.

After all, there are just too many of these things.

It's like digging a hole in the desert. The deeper you dig, the more sand and gravel rushes in from all around—and these aren't ordinary sand and gravel, but rather enormous, incredibly strong monsters with an attack power of up to 4800 points, truly silver-level monsters!

The king launched several powerful attacks in succession, each one shaking the earth.

He even conjured a Great Wall dragon in an attempt to block those who were pouring into Gargantuar and create an environment for his duel with Amon, but unfortunately, it was all in vain.

Because the monarchy not only had to face countless Gargantuans, but also had to play a game of taking the head of a general amidst a vast army with Amun.

They also need to deal with the primordial giant incarnation that towers high in the sky.

Every move he made was like a mountain of gold collapsing and a pillar of jade falling, carrying wind pressure and immense momentum, making it difficult for the royal power to resist.

In the end, the royal power was unable to find any trace of Amun in Gargantir.

(PS: I won't go into too much detail about their duel.)

……

The battlefield ultimately came to a close due to the powerlessness of the monarchy.

Amon was also unable to defeat his opponent.

The giants' disadvantage against aerial attacks made it difficult for Amon to harm the flying monarchy, but Amon himself didn't seem to care about that.

Amon simply enjoyed the process of activating the rumbling.

Only the royal power still harbors resentment.

But no matter how unwilling they were, the battlefield was finally over.

The surrounding colors began to be eroded by chaos, like constantly rippling waves that caused the surrounding scenery to continuously dissolve and turn into patches of color.

Even the Gargantuans that were scattered across the land were incorporated into it.

After all, it was a giant born from the power of the battlefield, and naturally it disappeared along with the battlefield.

Then these colors were mixed together, becoming a chaotic hue.

It's as if the three-dimensional world has been transformed into a two-dimensional painting.

All the surviving candidates appeared on the screen, and those who were defeated but were still in the resurrection state were also resurrected one after another—fantasy can never interfere with reality!

Without the battlefield's interference with space, the actual battlefield is roughly the size of ten football fields.

Although the space is not small, it feels a bit crowded with tens of thousands of candidates.

The resurrected and surviving examinees exchanged glances, then immediately looked towards a corner of the battlefield, where, sure enough, they saw Wang Quan riding a dragon, and...

"..."

Wang Quan immediately lowered his head and saw that there was no sign of Amon in the direction he had been attacking. As if he had sensed something, Wang Quan subconsciously looked up.

Then they saw Amon's true form crawl out from the head of the Founding Titan, which had already been rendered and melted.

"Yo~!" Amon greeted.

"!"

Wang Quan's eyes twitched, and his fists hardened: "You deserve to die, Amon! What happened to a fair and square duel? Can you utter a single word of truth?"

He was saying something to lure him into breaking through Gargantull's defense, but then he secretly slipped away!

"Just tell me, did we have a duel?"

Amon, however, was quite self-righteous: "Besides, my original words were that you should try to find me... You didn't find me, did you? Furthermore, what I did was normal strategic depth, it was my tactic to defeat your monarchy!"

"After all, I'm just a lowly two-star card master."

After Amon finished speaking, he seemed to realize something. As the battlefield dissipated, the spiritual energy of the examinees he had defeated, which had been dispersed within the battlefield, transformed into a massive amount of dueling energy and surged into his body.

The sheer magnitude of that power made him—

“Yeah, I’m a three-star card master now.” Amon said, with a hint of regret on his face: “I thought I could reach silver, but I’m still a little short.”

"Breaking through to Silver level isn't easy, and besides, you don't have your signature card yet, do you?"

Wang Quan gave Amon a deep look, calming himself down.

Although the duel ended rather abruptly, it ultimately satisfied his card-playing addiction.

In fact, it's not a loss.

—Anyway, once I get to college, I'll find some time to catch him and have another duel.

Thinking this, Wang Quan advised Amon instead: "Your strength is too abnormal. I can't judge your growth, but if you want to advance to Silver, you need a signature card and a deck built around that signature card."

"Cards are the crystallization of fantasy, and decks are the skyscrapers built from fantasy."

"The natal card is like the foundation that supports the tall building, the load-bearing pillar that supports the tall building, and the cement that binds the tall building into a whole."

"And the cardholder is a resident of this high-rise building, and also the owner of the building."

"—This is [his] world."

“Amon, your deck, or rather your world, is far too much and too complicated.”

"Plants, Zombies, Giants, and the avian you've always used—which one is your real deck?"

As for how to advance to Silver rank, Amon had naturally heard his homeroom teacher and the others mention it long ago.

Just as the king said.

Ultimately, the essence of card games is fantasy.

Fantasy is ethereal and unreal; anything built upon it is nothing more than castles in the air.

To take this already illusory fantasy a step further, it is necessary to give that illusory pavilion a solid foundation, which is the destiny card!

but……

"Sorry, none of those are true, or rather, I don't plan to create any special character cards."

Amon said casually but firmly, "I probably won't use them again after this. Although they still have a lot of potential, they are all in the past for me."

"I don't want to be limited by so-called 'destiny cards'!"

"Human will and dreams should be limitless! Dream big, dream freely, and fantasize wildly!"

"High-rise buildings?"

"No, what I want is not a lonely [skyscraper], what I want is a bustling [city]! A dazzling [country]! A prosperous and magnificent [world]!!!"

……

Their casual conversation went unnoticed by outsiders.

After all, the live stream was canceled after the battle ended.

The interactions between the players will not be made public. After Amon finished communicating with Wang Quan, the others also stepped forward to examine this little bronze player who had entered the silver battlefield.

That being said, no one dared to underestimate this [Little Bronze].

Rather, the reason why he only approached Amon after the conversation between the king and Amon was because he acknowledged Amon's superior position, which was the authority that Amon had forged with force and iron fist.

Some people were exchanging ideas, some were marveling at the complexity and unpredictability of the battlefield, and of course, some were checking their exam results.

Then everyone made an unexpected discovery.

Amon was undoubtedly the best in this assessment, but Wang Quan was not second.

Rather, royal power isn't even on the list!

Those rows of unfamiliar yet somewhat familiar names made everyone subconsciously look at a certain person, a girl whose lips were almost unable to suppress the upturn of her mouth, who was forcibly maintaining her composure.

"I acknowledge you all." Wu Shanyu waved her hand with a smile.

Chapter 78: Wushan Rain's Great Victory!

Since his troops were unexpectedly wiped out.

Wu Shanyu just wanted to give these stinky men who were fighting to the death by themselves a big one!

Moreover, unlike Da Di who volunteered, Wu Shan Yu's magician troops were actually forced to become the first two vanguard forces to some extent.

Unfortunately, in order to maintain internal purity, Wushan Yu could not recruit people as freely as Jun and Huang Jie.

With a force of less than a hundred men, their voice was naturally weak.

Originally, he just wanted to slack off and casually chat on the edge of the battlefield, but his troops were unexpectedly wiped out—Amon was unexpectedly powerful!

After confirming that Amon was not so easy to deal with, Wushan Yu came up with an idea.